My phone is dying. It’s a Samsung Galaxy S8, which was not quite the best one available from Samsung at the time, because I’m one of those types who balks at paying more for a phone than I would for a laptop, but it was up there. Merely the price of an average laptop. But…
It’s been a busy month of hunting things down for the reno and running around and picking up and dropping off and meeting and stress and calls and emails and then rinsing and repeating. I thought faucets were overabundant. But that’s only because we hadn’t gone too deep into the world of lighting. Good lord….
The Murderbot Diaries came up in a few lists I recently read of recommended books. My curiosity finally piqued enough to put myself in queue to wait for it at the library. And I’m sorry I didn’t do it sooner. It should be said that I’ve never been a huge fan of science fiction books….
Is it the end of September already? Wow. Time flies when you’re stressed out about your daughter and wife returning to densely packed classrooms in a pandemic while you deal with the non-stop driving around and hassles and decisions and emails and calls and arranging of ever-changing targets for your home reno and you’re still…
Go on, I’ll give you three guesses. … Nope. … Wrong again. … … really? Um… no. Guys, it’s me. You’re terrible at this game. Yeah, the better part of a week ago, I was getting a bit of a tickle in my throat. And I didn’t think much of it, because that’s not terribly…
I was going to title it New Daily High, but figured that could be misconstrued in these days of marijuana (“weed”, or “joints”, or “jazz cigarettes”, if you will) being legal. With my usual part-time work being on indefinite hold, and now that my teacherwife and studentdaughter are finally both back to in-class learning *crosses…
A few months ago I posted about giving the Tidal music streaming service another shot. Well… I did, and I’m disappointed to say that it didn’t make the cut. Here’s the thing: If it was just subtle differences, maybe just little things I didn’t like as much as Spotify’s user interface, I still would’ve stuck…
As I’ve told people before, I’m not a big believer in capital-s Signs, but there have been times in my life when chalking weirdly timely events up to pure coincidence simply doesn’t cut it. My reading We Learn Nothing is one of those times. Kreider’s book is a collection of essays of his personal accounts…
You know what the world doesn’t need more of?Kinds of faucets. There are, I can say without risk of hyperbole, about nine and a half quintillion kinds of faucets available within a 30 minute drive of my place. And when needing to shop for some, it doesn’t matter which ones you’re considering, they are guaranteed…
Well, that’s more like it. I got a lot more read this month–dare I say, a more typical amount for me–than I have of late, home reno time-suck be damned. One of the titles was the first Skullduggery Pleasant, which was a re-read from a couple of years back purely in order to gear up…